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Obviously I have some imaginative ear worm that I picked up and nurtured as a small child. It was more than an imaginary friend and less than a full retreat from reality, but it was a safe haven, a place I could play, learn, and enjoy. As an adult, snippets of imagination have always slipped past my practical side to contaminated my daily routines, from blaming the dirty dishes on…

Like most people, because of circumstances beyond my control, I end up with a pile of stuff in a place where a pile is inconvenient. Then the shift and sort begins and the exploration and discovery. Have you ever noticed that fairies and trolls add things to existing piles when you aren’t looking? Sometimes they are stray screws and bolts, other times it is things like towels or tools. I…